Douluo Continent: A Fallen Immortal Descends to Earth, Slaying Gods with a Drunken Sword

Chapter 49 Soul Power Breakthrough, Next Soul Ring Direction? Zhu Zhuqing Arrives in Heaven Dou City
"Sword Wine".

Yu Xiaogang's eyes gleamed.

"With this name, your martial spirit must undoubtedly be the sword."

"The sword is the king of all weapons and one of the top weapon spirits."

"However, excessive rigidity leads to breakage. This is discussed in my book, 'The Ten Core Competencies of Martial Souls,' which you..."

The words have not yet fallen.

A dazzling sword light tore through the night, aiming straight for Yu Xiaogang's throat.

Flander and Liu Erlong's expressions changed drastically; they never expected that Jian Jiu would attack so suddenly.

Liu Erlong reacted extremely quickly, flashing in front of Yu Xiaogang, his palm erupting with flames to meet the incoming sword light.

Flames and sword energy clashed violently.

It exploded, creating a shockwave.

Ultimately, the sword light was consumed by the blazing flames.

A hint of shock flashed in Liu Erlong's eyes.

"What a sharp sword..."

Yu Xiaogang's face turned pale, and he stood frozen for a long time before gritting his teeth and saying:
"Sword and Wine, the gap between the first two rings of Soul Master hasn't widened yet!"

"When the Soul Master Competition comes around in half a year, you will see even more talented Soul Masters than you!"

"Moreover, these genius Soul Masters will all come from Shrek Academy!"

Li Zhexian shook his head and sneered.

Should we tell him, "Don't underestimate a middle-aged person who is poor"?
He looked at Dugu Yan.

"Sister Dugu, please trouble Senior Dugu to make a move."

"Fine, I've disliked them for a long time."

Dugu Yan took out a snake-shaped bone whistle from her bosom and made a gesture as if to blow it.

The expressions on the faces of the golden trio changed drastically.

The name of Poison Douluo is renowned far and wide.

"go!"

Flander immediately unleashed his Martial Soul True Form, transforming into a blue owl with a wingspan of five meters.

Liu Erlong and Yu Xiaogang carried the bed and leaped onto the eagle's back.

A blue shadow flashed, and the three disappeared into the night.

Li Zhexian withdrew his gaze and asked Dugu Yan:
"I was just saying it casually. Does Sister Dugu really think she can summon Senior Dugu?"

Dugu Yan put the bone whistle back into her pocket, a slight smile playing on her lips.

"Just trying to scare these three people."

Hear this.

Xue Qinghe, Ye Lingling, and the rest of the Royal Fighting Team couldn't help but chuckle.

That night.

Everyone enjoyed themselves immensely, and the event didn't end until midnight.

It is worth mentioning that because Li Zhexian's original residence was destroyed, everyone warmly invited him to stay at their homes temporarily.

The tranquility of the Ye family, the profound heritage of the Dugu family, and even the Crown Prince's Eastern Palace are all places that ordinary people dream of.

however.

Li Zhexian politely declined them all.

Those grand mansions were filled with servants and had strict rules.

He's always been spontaneous.

If the mood strikes, one might enjoy a drink and sword dance under the moon, or take a walk in the rain and listen to the wind.

Living in a large, secluded mansion, one is constrained at every turn.

It's really unsettling.

Ever since.

This morning, he found a quiet courtyard in the eastern suburbs of the capital and settled down.

Ok.

Li Zhexian didn't believe it.

Could there possibly be another Zhao Wuji in this world to kill him?!

squeak-

The courtyard gate opened slightly.

Under the hazy moonlight, an elegant courtyard came into view.

At the base of the wall on the right, a plum tree with lush foliage and heavy fruit bends its branches, as if it is about to drip its sweetness at any moment.

In the opposite corner, a four-season plum tree is quietly blooming. As its name suggests, this flower is fragrant at all times, regardless of the weather.

The crisp fragrance of plum blossoms and the rich aroma of fruit filled the courtyard.

Looking at the three main rooms with their blue bricks and gray tiles.

Li Zhexian casually picked a plum, popped it into his mouth, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Excellent, very good."

"Her Highness the Holy Maiden is indeed very capable in handling matters."

Perhaps I slept too much during those two days at the Bird's Nest.

Li Zhexian was wide awake at this moment.

After a simple wash.

He changed into a loose-fitting plain robe, the lapel slightly open.

I strolled into the courtyard.

Twilight Quadruple.

The ground paved with bluestone seemed to be imbued with the sweet fragrance of plums.

"Since comprehending the Azure Lotus Sword Song, I've always used it for killing and fighting; I've never danced for the gentle breeze and bright moon." "The moonlight is perfect tonight..."

"Sword dance! Sword dance!"

Li Zhexian lightly touched the mottled moss on the stone steps with his toes, and his figure floated into the center of the courtyard like a drifting cloud.

The Azure Lotus Sword was silently held in his palm.

In an instant!
He did nothing.

The chilling sword energy poured down like a torrential rain, instantly enveloping the hundred-square-meter courtyard.

His swordplay flowed smoothly, and his movements were as swift as a startled swan.

Sometimes it draws down a wisp of starlight from the heavens, sometimes it bursts forth with dazzling sword light that intertwines ice and fire.

The sword's edge pierced the air, emitting a faint yet sharp hiss, startling the copper bells on the eaves into a tinkling sound.

Sweat trickled down his cheeks.

Before it even hit the ground, it was vaporized into a mist by the sharp sword energy surrounding it.

"That felt great!"

Li Zhexian danced with increasing joy.

Amidst the flashing sword shadows.

The chilling killing intent that emanated from all around.

All of it was tempered and refined, ultimately returning to the three-foot-six-inch blade.

His sword became increasingly fluid and unhindered.

"A sword, though a weapon of killing, needs to be honed at all times."

"Only by constantly reviewing sword techniques and stances can one conceal one's murderous intent and truly master the sword."

Li Zhexian swept his longsword horizontally.

The sword energy stirred up the pink plum petals piled up on the ground.

Suddenly, petals fell in profusion, like a dreamy rain of rouge.

Just as the sword's momentum reached its peak.

A crisp sound, as if ice cracking, seemed to emanate from within Li Zhexian's body.

A surge of soul power, far greater than before, erupted and spread outwards.

Everything will fall into place.

Soul Power - Level 30!

Li Zhexian sheathed his sword, tilted his head back, and took a large gulp of wine.

His eyes were clear and bright like cold stars as he sat leisurely on the stone bench under the plum tree.

"Level 30..."

"It's time to hunt for new spirit rings."

Li Zhexian pondered the direction of his third soul ring.

He had originally planned a detailed route for matching spirit rings.

However, the first two soul rings were both limited to a thousand years, which completely overturned that plan.

"The battle with Zhao Wuji..."

"Does this seem to expose a weakness in my defense?"

"Defensible..."

"It ultimately contradicts the path of ultimate offensive swordplay."

"I have many sword techniques, but the Azure Lotus Sword Song is not yet fully mastered. Perhaps I should seek a soul skill to amplify the power of my sword?"

"Sigh, never mind, I'll just go to the Star Dou Forest and see which soul beast is destined to be with my sword."

"Yes, it would be best to invite a friend to come along."

The next day.

Li Zhexian invited Xue Qinghe to purchase the necessary items for the courtyard together.

The porcupine and the snake spear, their eyes sharp as torches, swept over Li Zhexian and exclaimed in surprise:

"You...are level 30?"

Li Zhexian smiled and nodded.

Xue Qinghe's fingers traced the surface of an antique sandalwood wine table in front of him.

Li Bai, the banished immortal, always loved to drink wine in the courtyard. The cold stone benches and tables were both chilly and uncomfortable, so he needed to replace them with better ones.

She asked softly:
"A direction has been found for the third spirit ring?"

Li Zhexian laughed and said:
Having a direction doesn't guarantee things will go as planned.

"We'll talk about it when we get to the Starry Forest."

Xue Qinghe paid for the sandalwood wine table and then said:
"Do you need me to have a royal soul master accompany you?"

"Need not."

Li Zhexian waved his hand.

“I feel constrained when traveling with outsiders.”

"Alright."

Xue Qinghe said no more, knowing that Li Zhexian understood.

After purchasing all the necessary items.

The two then walked side by side toward the eastern suburbs of the imperial city.

But Li Zhexian did not pay attention.

In the crowd, a travel-worn figure gazed at him with excitement, tears welling in her eyes…

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